I've always believed in true friendships. Usually, I find that they revolve around some kind of dark humor, slight sacrilege, and a love for food. Beth and I have a strange bond, especially when it comes to our cheesus.
The holy cheesus watch over us and the marinara be proud.
Cheesus crust, I can feel hell opening up right now.
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I like this too much. Cheese fries with ranch especially.
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